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detredes - no nut november كلمات الأغنية

[hook: a.d.h.durr]
yeah i flex
ice up on my neck
b-tch write me that check
b-tch i am the best and i got that lick
throw it back for the clique and that b-tch is thick
hit that sh-t from the back (ouu)
snortin’ all this crack and your bars are wack
spiting heat on the track (ayy) and i f-ck your bae
what’cu gonna say
get this paper everyday
that b-tch say you g-y and you know i say, this sh-t is childs play
your girl p-ssy gourmet (what?)
thats not me to blame
but she say you lame
this ain’t no game
put this boy to shame
take her cross’ the coast
you don’t want this roast
when i cook you, you toast, but i’m not trying to boast and i got this fire
your poor, got room for hire
glack, glack gun fire (aye)
glack, glack gun fire (aye)

[chorus: detredes]
that b-tch wanna’ f-ck
i just wanna bust
bullet in your gut (yuh)
just give me that suck
wait wait, wait wait wait
shoot out the benz
iced out all my friends
9mm yeah no lens and i’m off the xans
stacking all my bands
stars up in the wraith
that b-tch say she g-y, i’m a f-cking dyk-
diamonds shining yeah no ice
my flows h-lla nice, and they got that spice

[verse 1: $hawnymoney]
(shawnymoney)
fiji is my water put the right up on your daughter
don’t worry about her father 21 gang know i slaughter
so cheap i bought her
she just screamed no more
b-tch, you is a wh-r-
don’t knock at my door
b-tch, you are so poor
cracking up a four
clout is way up store
your level is four
b-tch i do not care, whipping ’round my hair
haters they gonna stare
i feel veryrare
you fake like a dare
throw racks everywhere
light up like a flare (ouu, yuh)
b-tch, i light up like a flare

[verse 2: youngboytay]
b-tch, i’m sipping tech
cuban link on my neck
squirting out them babies
inside my mercedes
i am slapping shawtys
throwing out them thotties
i pulled out a 40
shooting at your gang
i don’t gotta aim
girl, your p-ssy stank
yeah her p-ssy stank
yeah her p-ssy stank

[verse 3: detredes]
yeah, i’m finna snap, b-tch i’m lit take no naps
what is there that i lack, got a gucci sack
hit your b-tch from the back
run up a check like track
aye, aye, aye ,aye
f-ck up on your ex that b-tch is a thot
know i keep a glock, pull up on your block
hide it in my sock and i’m pushing work
came up from the dirt, she pull up that skirt (aye)

[chorus: detredes]
shoot out the benz
iced out all my friends
9mm yeah no lens and i’m off the xans
stacking all my bands
stars up in the wraith
that b-tch say she g-y, i’m a f-cking dyk-
diamonds shining yeah no ice
my flows h-lla nice, and they got that spice

- detredes

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